i don't want to eat ice-cream i'd rather
lick the lakes of Saturn
i don't want to drive in the car
i'm gonna propel myself into space
i'm looking at a scope of the galaxies:
make a sound if you're an intelligence
we'll meet body to body and do a dance
if you're sitting in your house feeling comfortable
you think twice about calling this your home
when i tell you about what's going on now
but if you're lost or deformed or really fast or small
i have some stellar new fo you
once you give up your gift on this planet
you go back to da one of your own
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